Celine POV
The smirk on Diadri’s face, her utter lack of remorse, ignites something primal in me. Without thinking, I step forward, my patience snapping like a taut string.
“Enough,” I say, my voice calm but laced with steel. Diadri’s mocking gaze shifts to me, her smirk widening as though she sees me as nothing more than an amusement.
Before Sebastian can stop me, I reach through the bars and grip Diadri’s hand firmly. Her laughter falters as she feels the surge of magic coursing through my touch. I close my eyes, muttering an incantation under my breath. The words are foreign yet familiar, flowing from me like a stream of pure energy. The faint hum of power fills the room as the spell takes hold.
Diadri gasps, trying to pull her hand away, but my grip is unyielding. When I saw this s
